Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Strippa, artist - Young Dolph. Album song Rich Crack Baby, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.08.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Paper Route Empire
Song language: English
Strippa |
Oh, ay, oh |
Oh, ay, oh |
Zaytoven |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor:) |
The truth hurts, so my gun bursts I jump feet first |
Call 'Wop you need a mean verse or need some cheap work |
They call me Mr. Clean but I want the green first |
Got same crazy young niggas no church just murk |
Dump 'em in the river and I bet they got a zipper |
Or kill 'em with a temper, temper shorter than Shirley Temple |
Bullets collapse your lung then I shoot you in the liver |
I’m the cat, cut out your tongue now you’re dinner for the critters |
Things in my business so they layin' on my dick |
You pussies couldn’t kill me so you snitchin' on a nigga |
Itchy trigger finger, itchin' pitchin' on the trigger |
Underhand pitchin', yeah I’m pitchin' to the dealer |
Wop was a guerilla, nigga helped a guerilla |
Gucci verse the monster nigga, hail Godzilla, wow |
It’s me against the world and whoever ridin' with her |
And my shit’s still in the club like these old ass strippers |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor |
Still in the club like an old ass stripper |
Still in the club throwin' money with my niggas, ay |
This outfit cost me some stacks and it was Maybach-Gucci |
I don’t if he a trapper, rapper, or a groupie |
I like my cars roofless, all of my whips coupe-ish |
I mean all of my whips stupid |
All my bitches thick |
They owe me cause I’m lit |
Catch in some in somebody club standin' on top of shit |
Look at these rocks on my wrist |
Still in the club drinkin' lean not liquor, ay |
Scrollin' through my DM, nothin' but models and singles |
Pull up just to flex on a bitch nigga then pull off |
The best advice I can give my lil niggas, don’t get caught |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
Still in the club like an old ass strippa |
I’m still in the club like an old ass strippa |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta nigga drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor |
East Atlanta young niggas drink lean not liquor |